Hearing this, many powerful men around him were stunned for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.
In their opinion, Ye Fan was really lucky to be able to return with the magic whip.
Looking at the magic whip in his hand, many strong men had a hint of lust in their eyes.
At this moment, Ye Fan is holding the magic whip, just like a child holding a gold ingot, swaggering across the street. How can he not attract people to covet him?
Feeling these malicious glances, Ye Fan didn't care. He took a step forward and continued to walk up the stone steps.
But before he had taken a few steps, a deafening shout came from behind him:
"Boy, stop!"
The next moment, a figure shot out like an arrow from a string, rushed to Ye Fan, and blocked his way.
Looking closely, he saw a man in his early thirties, tall and powerful, with sharp eyes like a falcon. There was a three-foot long sword hanging on his waist. Even if it was hidden in the sheath, he showed a strong murderous intention.
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, he looked at the magic whip, licked the corner of his mouth, and said greedily: "Boy, please give me this treasure!"
"Huh!" Ye Fan snorted coldly and said, "This is the treasure I got at the risk of my life. How can I give it away just because of your words?"
"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade! Such a treasure cannot be owned by an ordinary person like you! If you are stubborn, then I will let your blood splatter on the spot!"
As he said that, the big man put his right hand on the hilt of the sword and stared directly at Ye Fan, as if he was about to unleash a thunderous strike at the next moment.
The tense atmosphere is like a bowstring stretched to the full moon. As long as there is the slightest stimulation, it will break.
Under this pressure, Ye Fan was not only unafraid, but also raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and joked:
"Want the treasure in my hand? You'd better deal with the other competitors first!"
Other competitors?!
Hearing this, the big man was slightly startled and did not react for a while.
Suddenly, as if to confirm Ye Fan's words, several terrifying auras suddenly erupted from behind.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, seven or eight figures rushed toward Ye Fan's position at lightning speed.
Each one of them exudes powerful power, no less powerful than that big man. They are all Xuanjing masters with extraordinary strength.
Immediately, someone recognized their identities:
"The head of the Mobei Family, Fang Jiuyang, is rumored to be practicing the "Yang Yang Divine Art". Every strike he makes carries the purest energy of the flaming sun, which is extremely strong and powerful!"
"Li Dingjun, the successor to the King of Spears, has cultivated his marksmanship to a state of perfection. The power of a single shot is enough to tear the sky apart!"
"The master of the Five Tiger Door-Breaking Swords, using his full strength, can slash out hundreds of swords in one second, and the ghosts and gods can be defeated!"
"Fairy Miaoyu, the master of Bingxuan Palace, any enemy hit by her ice soul palm will be frozen into an ice hole!"
…
One by one, the famous strong men in the ancient martial arts world appeared and surrounded Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was calm and calm, still looking calm and calm, without even frowning.
But the big man who showed off his power before was no longer arrogant, and his face looked as ugly as eating shit.
He never expected that the birth of this magic weapon would attract so many strong men to snatch it!
If he gets the magic whip, other strong men may be attracted to attack him, and the consequences will be disastrous.
For a time, the field fell into a deadlock. Many strong players restrained each other, forming a delicate balance. No one dared to take the lead.
Suddenly, Master Miaoyu of Bingxuan Palace took a step forward, saluted and said:
"Master, as long as you hand over this magic weapon to me, I will not only protect you, but also give you three ice spirit pills to ensure that you can break through to the realm of Grandmaster within a year!"
Although this Miaoyu real person is not absolutely beautiful, she does have an unearthly aura. Her blue gauze is dancing in the wind, like a fairy about to fly away on the wind.
And her voice is even more charming, and it seems to have the power to seduce people's hearts. It makes people fascinated, and they can't help but want to have sex with her.
"snort!"
At this time, Li Dingjun, the successor to the King of Guns next to him, sneered:
"Little brother, you must not be bewitched by this old witch. She looks young, but she is more than old enough to be your grandma! Give me this treasure, and I will personally teach you the shooting skills. It will not take a few years. I guarantee you
Create a name in the world of martial arts!"
Next, other strong men were not to be outdone, and they all offered conditions in exchange for the magic whip in Ye Fan's hand. Some even said that they would betroth their only daughter to Ye Fan.
However, Ye Fan's eyes were still clear, completely unmoved, his eyes swept over everyone, and he said calmly:
"Stop talking nonsense! No matter what conditions you offer, I will not exchange them!"
As soon as these words came out, those strong men suddenly showed angry faces, and their sharp eyes were like unsheathed sharp swords, piercing Ye Fan fiercely, and invisible electric sparks seemed to appear in the air.
"Boy, if you don't hand over this treasure, you will definitely die without a burial place!" A strong man said fiercely, obviously he was determined to eat Ye Fan and treat him as a piece of fish on the chopping board.
"snort!"
Ye Fan sneered and said loudly: "A powerful man in the ancient martial arts world actually took advantage of others in broad daylight, and even wanted to kill people and buy goods! If this matter spreads, I am afraid people will laugh out loud!"
At this time, Li Dingjun, the successor to the King of Guns, took a step forward suddenly and waved the spear in his hand, tearing the air around him.
The tip of the gun was pointed directly at Ye Fan, and a cold light suddenly appeared. Li Dingjun sternly scolded: "Boy, are you really not afraid of death and want to make enemies of so many of us?"
"Haha... I'm not even afraid of the Zhang family, so how can I be afraid of you guys?" Ye Fan's calm tone completely ignored the powerful men in front of him.
"presumptuous!"
"Be bold!"
"Arrogant!"
Those strong men shouted loudly at the same time, as if they had been greatly humiliated and furious.
In their view, their willingness to offer conditions in exchange for a whip was already a great act of kindness. Not only was Ye Fan ungrateful, but he dared to be so provocative, which was an unforgivable crime!
"You ignorant boy, do you think you're lucky enough to get this treasure, so you can show off in front of us? You're looking for death!"
Suddenly, someone suggested: "Everyone, let's kill this guy first, and then decide who owns the treasure!"
These strong men in the ancient martial arts world were arrogant in their strength and regarded human life as nothing.
If they were in a big city, they would still be restrained for fear of being targeted by Chinese officials.
But this is a barren mountain. Even if Ye Fan is killed, no one can control it.
"Look at the gun!"
Li Dingjun shouted loudly, his aura surged, and his figure shot out like a rainbow piercing the sun.
"歘昘昘昘!"
In the flash of light and stone, he fired hundreds of spears. The cold stars on the tip of the spear flickered, covering the sky and the sun, and shrouded towards Ye Fan's position.
Looking at the shadow of the gun in the sky, ordinary people can't judge the actual position of the gun tip. If it is hit, there will definitely be dozens of blood holes in the body and death will be done on the spot.
At this time, a warrior in the distance exclaimed:
"This Li Dingjun is worthy of being the heir to the spear king. His spear is like a dragon, destroying even the dead!"
"Faced with this move, even those who are strong in the earth realm can only avoid the edge temporarily!"
"Hey! That guy is dead now!"
"Don't show off, or you'll be struck by lightning if you show off!"
…
However, facing the shadow of guns in the sky, Ye Fan did not dodge and said disdainfully:
"It's flashy and superficial, but this is considered superior marksmanship? It's simply ridiculous! Look at the whip!"
As he spoke, Ye Fan flicked his wrist, and immediately threw out the magic whip in his hand, like a black-yellow dragon, breaking free from its shackles and escaping with great force.
Not only that, those obsessions trapped in the divine whip also surged out, seeming to swallow up the heaven and the earth.
"not good!"
In an instant, Li Dingjun felt a huge shock in his heart. An unprecedented ominous premonition came to his heart. A chill ran down his spine, and he felt the great terror between life and death.
He subconsciously wanted to put his gun away for defense, but in the end it was too late.
The black-yellow magic whip, carrying unparalleled power, struck his chest firmly.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and the gun shadows in the sky disappeared.
The power of one blow is like Gonggong's anger striking Mount Buzhou. It can break even a ten thousand-foot mountain, let alone a mortal body.
Li Dingjun's body was like a kite with its string broken, flying hundreds of meters upside down and hitting the mountain wall before falling to the ground.
Looking closely, he saw a long whip mark, running through the entire chest, dripping with blood and covered with bones, which was shocking.
Li Dingjun didn't even have time to scream, his head tilted and he fainted, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.